Suit the Mask
Every time I feel this pain inside,
I'll get my medicine harmony.
And put it in my ears, then I stop.
Clearing my worries and swing with the beat.
We have own mask wearing.
And no one knows who came from.
A mask of your true self.
A curse for being ignorance for the real
Honestly I'm got this sick.
A very far wounded minds I healed.
I'm still searching but the answer is in me.
How many times you think about none?
Think and think, Create, design,
Knowledge something that day is very hard.
And never stop to think what is right.
Don't stay for the words you read.
Because we have own beliefs.
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